A very important part of becoming a workaholic and staying one is to clearly remember - Never stop and smell the roses. It is the biggest impediment on the road to becoming a work stallion.
Of course, I didn't know that.
So there I was, fooled into a vacation by the rest of the lazy world. And then, it happened - I smelt the flowers, walked on grass, let the wind caress my hair and finally, ...I heard the silence. A cacophony of deadlines, excel sheets, words all muddled up, long range targets and short terms ones... all went kaput into the black-hole of silence. Damn!
'Peace who?', I asked this sudden white space.
'Peace what...?', I rephrased, just in case it needed a little more respect to get out of its corner office.
No answer still...Wait, did something just waft past me?
It sounded like - 'B-r-e-e-z-e'. I am good at onomatopoeia and can write in rhyme on demand, but what on earth was this? Is peace invisible or is it simply too proud and vain to notice people and thereby, ends up wasting their time, while they could have finished sending off a few e-mails!
Ok, I am going to give it another shot and then if it doesn't work, will send it a stinker.
'Hello, Mr.Peace...Mr.Peace? Do you realise, time is running out? I don't have all day you see...my friends organised a prior appointment with you it seems, and that is why I am here.'...'They do not value time and it looks like you don't as well', I muttered to myself.
No answer again. I just felt a water droplet on my cheeks. Looks like it fell from the sky. I should just turn away and run to an-air-conditioned room. This does look very unnatural, water droplets falling from the sky, making you imagine rain. Bumfarts. Little do they realise, it is not good for the system. Can short circuit the whole system you see.
'I need to run indoors, Mr.Peace. You don't seem worth my time right now. You aren't promising me a corner cabin, a big house, a sedan, a Swiss account or even a ladder to climb up. What do I do with you? Kya karoon main aapka?'
And then it offered me a bouquet of nylon lilies. They will never wilt, never fade. I will never smell them.
Peace has made peace with me.